His voice was gentle and calm, neither anxious nor panicked.

Every word is filled with confidence.

Countless prostitutes on both sides of the Qinhuai River immediately cursed even more happily.

It probably means you are still pretending? Believe it or not, I will beat you to death?

Of course, the tone of the words is much sharper and much more unpleasant.

The cold air made his whole body tremble, and his right hand reached behind his back countless times, trying to draw the sword and show his power.

But he was stopped by Li Sansi every time.

He turned a deaf ear to the commotion on both sides of the Taiwan Strait and always responded with a smile.

As the second-generation bully king of the Wei Dynasty, his forcefulness may not be as good as Leng Changkong's, but his timing of showing off and control of his emotions are slightly better than his opponent's.

He knows very well that a successful show-off is never the peak of success.

But at the lowest point, the least favored moment, he returned with an unrivaled attitude and armor.

So he chose to wait.

Continue to be silent in the crowd.

The two door gods were getting angry, thinking that this man was too thick-skinned, and he really wouldn't shed tears until he saw the coffin.

After giving Li Sansi a mocking and contemptuous look, the door god sneered, "Ridiculous! Who do you think you are? Just do whatever we are asked to do? There are tens of millions of people here, if everyone asks us to bring in a name

Report, is the Qinhuai River still open for business? It’s simply unreasonable!”

After saying that, he started to show off again to drive people away.

The powerful martial arts power had just arisen, but Li Sansi suddenly stopped smiling and turned against him very quickly. He shouted, "Brother Leng, draw your sword!"

King Bi, who had been unable to control himself for a long time, sneered when he heard the words. He immediately grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand and unsheathed the heavy sword. With a clear sound of sword clanging, the sword was placed in front of the flower boat.

The heavy sword is extremely wide, and the sword's intent is naturally full.

The terrifying breath of the sixth floor came out from under the sword, like a raging river, forcing back all the martial arts power of the two door gods.

Forcing the king to take a step forward with his sword, his whole body was filled with sword intent, and in an instant he enveloped the two people in front of him.

The rest of the sword spirit followed the cool breeze and the scorching sun to the area between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait, patrolling back and forth in front of millions of prostitutes.

The voices stopped.

They were all frightened by the sharp aura contained in the sword intention... The rumors were indeed true! The author of the book, Yinpai Leng Changkong, although his brain is not very good, his swordsmanship is really impressive!

If this sword falls, I don't know if the two door gods can withstand it. At least 90% of the prostitutes present will definitely not be able to withstand it.

Sure enough, violence is not the only way to solve problems, but it is indeed an extremely effective way.

The two doorkeepers treated him sternly, seemingly as calm as old dogs, but in fact they were panicking inside.

As soon as the king's heavy sword fell, they found that the originally extremely powerful martial arts power in their bodies had become so fragile.

It can't be said that they have no power to fight back, but they know that as long as they take action, they will face a river sword force that is several times more terrifying than what they perceived at this time.

The real masters in the flower boat are already gathering momentum in the dark, ready to come out to support themselves at any time.

But the Qinhuai River has just reopened, and there is only one flower boat. If the flower boat is destroyed due to a battle that should not have happened, it will not be worth the gain!

Therefore, the two doorkeepers threw themselves into a trap and did not dare to take the initiative for a while. They just scolded in a cold voice, "What do you mean, you can't talk about what you have to say? Do you really dare to take action in the Qinhuai River?"

"You have something to say? What nonsense are you talking about to me? What did I say that I didn't say properly? I've already given you enough face, but you can't control it yourself! Follow me, Li Sansiheng, you have this

Are you qualified?"

Amidst the angry scolding, Li Sansi seemed to have changed into a different person, his tone became extremely tough, and his previous good looks had long since disappeared.

He looked at the two door gods coldly, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he continued in a deep voice, "Don't say I won't give you a chance, now board the ship to report, I can pretend that nothing happened. Otherwise, hum! Brother Leng's sword power

Once it falls, any losses caused in the Qinhuai River will be borne by you two!"

"Also, I have to remind you that if you miss today, once my people know that you two feel sorry for me, sir, hum! I can't guarantee whether there will be a place for you in the Qinhuai River in the future."

Given his strength and status, these words are somewhat bluffing.

But the two doorkeepers did not dare to take the risk of contradicting each other again.

One is naturally because Leng Changkong's Sixth Floor Sword Intention is indeed powerful enough, which brought them a strong sense of oppression and made them dare not act rashly.

The second reason is that the obedient attitude shown by the king in front of Li Sansi was really strange, and there was no sense of violation.

It doesn't look like it was staged.

If what you see is true, then why on earth can a person with a cultivation level on the second floor, a small bronze medal, be able to use a silver medal with a cultivation level on the sixth floor?

The only explanation may be as he said, "There is someone above me."

Thinking of this, the two door gods looked at each other, and both saw the intention of compromise in each other's eyes.

After a moment, one of the door gods said in a solemn voice, "What if no one pays attention to the notification?"

Li Sansi quickly said, "The two of us will leave on the spot and will never disturb you again. We will come to apologize in the name of the person who wrote the document afterwards!"

Having said this, nothing more needs to be said.

One doorkeeper was left guarding the entrance, while the other turned around and boarded the ship to report.

In the increasingly hot air, people's hearts began to float.

The millions of prostitutes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait never expected that the two watchdogs, who were always proud and indifferent, would sometimes stop biting.

"You were frightened now? You are too timid! Didn't you scream happily when you treated us?"

Someone in the crowd sneered, "But having said that, I don't blame the two watchdogs for being scared. After all, the little follower's acting skills are really good and he makes it look just like the real thing. People who don't know it think there is really someone above him!"

Someone immediately took over and said, "Haha, if there was someone above that little follower, I would jump into the Qinhuai River on the spot to wash my eyes! Is anyone following you?"

Numerous responses suddenly came from the wanton teasing laughter.

Leng Changkong stood with his sword in hand. Hearing the ridicule around him, he had already made a plan in his heart.

If little brother Feng Qi makes a miscalculation and the two of him fail to board the flower boat, he will definitely drop his sword into the Qinhuai River before leaving.

Preparation is said to be thousands of prostitutes whose swords fell in the Qinhuai River.

Don't kill people, but you must use your sword to control the bad mouths of those playboys.

Let’s talk about the depression in our heart.

"I don't know what Feng Qi is thinking. Where are his people on the flower boat?"

King Bi turned to look at Feng Qi's little brother, and saw that he still looked confident and calm, as if he was not worried about the dilemma he would face next, and he couldn't help but feel helpless.

Everyone was in different moods, but there was still singing and dancing in the flower boat. Waves of touching female laughter came with the wind, and soon spread throughout the Qinhuai River, immediately attracting countless daydreams from the prostitutes on both sides of the river. They stood up and looked at it.

The line of sight was blocked by the pink curtain inside the flower boat, making it audible but not visible.

Everyone was impatient for a moment, and they were actually hoping that Leng Changkong would really have the guts to strike down the Qinhuai River. It would be best if he could disrupt the situation and everyone could rush into the flower boat at once.

Don’t mention anything else, just be happy first!

After forcing the king to abstain from sex for many years, this is the closest time to the spring time in the garden that he has longed for, and he is also fascinated by it.

If it weren't for the writer's silver medal status and the moral concepts that have persisted for many years to suppress him, I'm afraid he would have taken the initiative to draw the sword and kill the two watchdogs without saying a word before boarding the ship to vent his anger.

Li Sansi was very calm.

He had visited the Qinhuai River frequently in the past.

There is not much freshness left.

Especially after having an affair with the eldest princess, his desire for the girls in the flower boat was greatly reduced.

If it weren't for a beauty like Su Ji occupying a place in his heart, I'm afraid that this most prestigious place in the Wei Dynasty would have long been reduced to an existence like an ordinary brothel in his eyes.

And the purpose of his coming here today was indeed simple. It was really just to investigate the case. He didn't lie about this.

Speaking of investigating the case, he was a little anxious... Yangtou'er has been here for a while. Has he found the ghost? Or, has it met his ghost companion?

Will the two ghosts walking together cause another massacre in the Qinhuai River that shocks the whole city?

Everything is unknown.

Everything is possible.

And all he can do is to find Mr. Yang as soon as possible before tragedy occurs, and then use all means to determine whether he is the mole who has been hiding until now.

With his mind at this point, he became more and more anxious. Just when he was about to urge the announcement of when the results would come out, the door god who had boarded the boat jumped off the flower boat at high speed.

Within a moment, he was back on the field again.

At this time, his expression looked extremely strange, and he felt as if he had been holding his shit in.

It seems that he suffered a lot of grievances in the flower boat.

"What should I say? Did you get scolded?"

The doorkeeper who was left behind saw his good brother looking so embarrassed. He first asked, then shook his head and cursed, "I shouldn't have bothered to go up and ask this! The little beast of the writer is really..."

"Shut up! I won't allow you to insult our distinguished guest!"

Before the door god finished scolding him, the good brother glared at him and angrily said, "No matter what happens next time, I won't do anything!"

As soon as he said this, except for Li Sansi who once again showed an incomprehensible smile, everyone else in the room, including the King of Forces, all froze in place.

What's going on? This watchdog has just boarded a ship and will recognize his master again?

The door god who stayed behind was also shocked. Based on his understanding of his good brother, there was definitely a reason for his uncharacteristic behavior at this moment.

Could it be that the little bronze medalist named Li Sansi wasn't bragging and that there really was someone above him?

Just as I was making random guesses, my good brother's voice sounded again. This time, it was obviously a bit low-key and respectful, "Master Li, my two brothers were blind and failed to recognize you earlier. Please forgive me...

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Chapter completed!